Random thoughts 3

Freehand nightmare ice cream socialTurns to ugly infighting quarrelFirst the nuts fly then the fudgeThe pineapple fronds cut the cheekOf a passing cop on his way to assault the legal rights of an Inuit gardenerFrigid cream and ladled cherries Glass shard bowls and broken jawbonesHurled hurled against the angry jukebox wall

When the brawl is down the hall aways I flee for the comfort of my carThe taste for ice cream done